felon
Posted: January 16th, 2011, 10:02 pm
when i met him, he lived at the salvation army. He had just gotten out of prison
i was going to school with a goal in mind
I had been alone awhile, making a mark- had a dream
sun dance, BA and a life
and i let him in- i knew after the fight over the cell phone that we wouldnt make it
or was it after he threw coffee inside a car when i was dropping him off for work
i never liked that car again
the one i paid 525 a month for, and he paid six hundred a month rent- that was all
food, electricity, all of the gas and heat was my responsability
i stole to have steaks, meat... i went to social services for heat
there was nothing sweet about the situation
he thought that the way his mama treated him was ok
it wasnt
he thought the way he treated me was just fine
it was not
he was a sadistic lover
always with porn and his viagra sex
bad television and photos of women i would not look twice at
but to each his own
until you hurt me one too many times
then i draw a line in the sand
i forgot how painful he was
his kids in
a foster home
because he fucked up
long before i ever got there
he believes what he thinks
which is often delusuional
manic and crazy
child protective services took them away
I couldnt fix it
no matter what
game was rigged form the gate
then his womanizing ass
got caught
he does not even remember
him telling me he had speacil sexual needs
i see the big yellow sp ed bus coming to get him
like forest gump waiting and one feather flying around
i say be gone
i have never met a wrose felon
manipulation and control
merely wanting access to my resources
incapable of love
that is not completly self centered
wrapped around his limp high blood pressured dick
and an endless series of blow jobs
whatever-i was smarter than he was
i grew up in Hollywood
liars are virtually unemployable
actors have to be somewhat convincing
i was only sure of one thing
getting away from him
i was going to school with a goal in mind
I had been alone awhile, making a mark- had a dream
sun dance, BA and a life
and i let him in- i knew after the fight over the cell phone that we wouldnt make it
or was it after he threw coffee inside a car when i was dropping him off for work
i never liked that car again
the one i paid 525 a month for, and he paid six hundred a month rent- that was all
food, electricity, all of the gas and heat was my responsability
i stole to have steaks, meat... i went to social services for heat
there was nothing sweet about the situation
he thought that the way his mama treated him was ok
it wasnt
he thought the way he treated me was just fine
it was not
he was a sadistic lover
always with porn and his viagra sex
bad television and photos of women i would not look twice at
but to each his own
until you hurt me one too many times
then i draw a line in the sand
i forgot how painful he was
his kids in
a foster home
because he fucked up
long before i ever got there
he believes what he thinks
which is often delusuional
manic and crazy
child protective services took them away
I couldnt fix it
no matter what
game was rigged form the gate
then his womanizing ass
got caught
he does not even remember
him telling me he had speacil sexual needs
i see the big yellow sp ed bus coming to get him
like forest gump waiting and one feather flying around
i say be gone
i have never met a wrose felon
manipulation and control
merely wanting access to my resources
incapable of love
that is not completly self centered
wrapped around his limp high blood pressured dick
and an endless series of blow jobs
whatever-i was smarter than he was
i grew up in Hollywood
liars are virtually unemployable
actors have to be somewhat convincing
i was only sure of one thing
getting away from him